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A hot femdom pinup piece featuring the goddess of my childhood Yoruichi and her faithful servant Soifon. This was a a fun big project. Took a total 9 hours to color it in how I wanted it. Overall I am happy with the piece. I think I got skin shading down pretty well. Now I should focus on getting better at coloring hair, and expanding my background coloring capabilities. A big shout out to my members and fans, your continued support allows me to create the work I love. If you would like to have the high res version of this piece. It is for sale on my website for $2.95USD If you would like to support me and be able to vote on and push forward characters that will appear on the next piece, please become a member on my website. Membership also gives you access to all of the Hi Res versions of my work at no additional cost. My goal/dream is to be able to create hot bdsm, femdom and foot fetish artwork full time.
ARTWORK CREDIT: Coloring: Deviant Otaku Lineart: 7th-Heaven Story: Tiedup Temari ABOUT THE IMAGE: Here it is, the first piece my Devious Works members voted on. I wanted to keep the coloring simple to match the style of the anime. Overall I think it came out pretty good and matched the style of the cell shade artwork pretty well. For those who enjoy a hot story with your image, feel free to read the story below. As always thank you to my members and fans, your continued support allows me to keep creating hot femdom bdsm artwork. I will be messaging my $9.99 per month members February first to push forward characters for the next piece to be voted on by all members Februart 15th. Speed Painting video of this piece is also available in the video section of Devious Works. At The Earth Benders Mercy Devious Works was a land of wonder, magic, and opportunity. The impossible was possible! That was what he had been told at least, which is why he found himself in an alley, walking through an underground hall, pulling open a heavy wooden door, and arriving in a paradise of leather, latex, chains, and rope. “Welcome to Devious Works, I'm Lyra, how can I help you?” He was greeted by a fit and busty girl with amber eyes and cat ears, wearing only a leather harness that did nothing to cover her top. “Uh... I would like to come in, yes... I think I would like that very much...” “As would we. Leave your clothes here and put on this mask, everything but the underwear.” She said it with no hesitation, as if she was asking for no more than for him to take his shoes off at the door! Yet the man did as she asked. Soon he was down to his black boxer-briefs and the black spandex ski-mask he had been offered. 'Lyra' – as she had called herself – strapped a leather collar and leash to his neck, and used it to lead him deeper into the facility. They stopped at a wall of strange terminals, and he was made to sit. “Since it is your first time, I'll explain a bit. Select what you want from this terminal. You can start with fetishes, and it will give you a list of partners who specialize in those, or you can start with partners and see what they're in to.” “I... I can pick anything?” “Anything or anyone you can think of. They don't have to be from this world, don't even have to be real in the traditional sense.” What in the world was she saying? Oh well, it would probably make sense once he got into it. “Alright, I'll take a look.” “Great. Once you pick someone, it will let you know if they are available, or if you need to schedule an appointment. If you have any questions, me or one of the other hostesses will be happy to help you. Thank you for choosing Devious Works.” When the man turned around, Lyra was gone. The things she was saying were just impossible, right? Of course they were! But what if they weren't? His friend had been here a few times, even bought a membership! That was how he had gotten the recommendation. Stories told to him had included fictional characters, impossible feats. “Might as well give it a shot.” He liked being teased in Chastity, talked down to, and he liked feet above all else. Dirty feet wiping themselves on his balls and dick while he was bound and helpless... Just thinking about it now was enough to make him shiver. All of that brought one name to his mind. He quickly typed it in, and was surprised to see that she was not only there, but available! That said, she did look a little different, older. Her profile said she was 23 now. She wasn't much taller, only a few inches, but she was clearly older. Somehow that made her even more attractive. “I have to try at least...” When he hit the button, a card was spit out with a room number, a time, his name and his requested service. The appointment was scheduled for only a few minutes later, so he took off at a frantic pace. He had to find the room in time! *********************************************************************************** Through that door the man found himself in a totally different place. Minutes and minutes passed as he wondered around in a daze, wondering where he was and why he had been sent there. Was he not supposed to meet the mistress of his dreams? Yet the only thing around in any direction was dust and rocks. “Best not go too deep, lest I get lost.” Not a far-fetched idea, surrounded on all sides by jutting spires, arches both towering and tiny, boulders as big as houses, and rough-hewn stone carvings, the man was already feelings disoriented. The towering 50 foot ceiling did nothing to help that. The lighting was... well... Something like a gymnasium. The giant fixtures were mounted high in the ceiling, yet spread a comfortable light – leaning toward the dim side – to every corner. “I think the exit was-” “Leaving so soon, Wrinkles?” Hurtful! He was only 45, and not that wrinkly! Besides, with the mask how could she even- But... wait a minute... he knew that voice! Where had it come from, was she really here? He spun frantically, hoping to finally catch a glimpse of her; that's when the ground gave out from underneath him. Actually, it was more like it opened up to swallow him! “Guess you're the latest sucker to come begging to be stepped on.” By the time the stone finally stopped moving, the man found himself mostly buried in the floor. His back had been forced to arch, leaving his crotch, stomach, and chest exposed, and thrust-forward slightly for easy access. His head too had been left free, and tilted forward by a rock behind his head. Whatever limited freedom this offered was not enough. “M-Mistress, is that really you?” “I get paid by the half-hour, so you might wanna get over celebrity-shock quickly.” It was her... She appeared from behind one of the stone spires, as if she had been standing silently mere feet away ever since he entered the room. Her bangs, and her big bun, there was no mistaking her. Though she was blind, those milky eyes turned down toward him. She wore a simple cloth bra and panties with a leather harness; no shoes, never shoes. “T-Toph?” “That's my name, don't wear it out.” His limbs would have been trembling, knees buckling, were it not for being so tightly restrained under the earth. He was very glad for that at that moment. She was real, really there! Even if it was only inside this room, she was real to him! “I-I'm so happy!” He said with tears in his eyes. “I'm yours, Mistress! Do with me whatever you please, abuse me!” “Ugh... Looks like I got another freak... Oh well, I took the job, so might as well do it right. First things first though.” The pad of Toph's foot tapped the floor a few times, and as if she had asked the question in plain English, the ground relinquished a lump of swirling silver metal. Her twirling fingers shaped this into a barred chastity cage and a small lock. This was not offered to him, it was forced onto him with bending, and it was locked before he could object. “Gonna assume you've got no problem with that?” “I-I've been a bad boy, Mistress! Only good boys earn the right to cum!” “Oh boy... If kicking around you damn perverts wasn't so much fun, I would find a different job! But it is fun... so much.” With her prey in sight, Toph came closer. Each step made the mans tightly restrained cock jump. It was so desperate too get hard that it bulged through the bars of the cage. Oh how it hurt, oh how he loved it. From her very first act, Toph managed to completely capture his idea fantasy. She was going to ruin him! Looking down at him, like he was lower than the ground she walked on, Toph kicked his balls. If she wanted to, he had no doubt she could shatter them, but she did not. This was more of a 'slap'. It was followed by another, and another. Fuck! Why did he have such a love-hate relationship with chastity? Just this once he should have begged to come! It was fucking Toph! How many chances would he have to get a dirty footjob from her? “This is what does it for you, eh, little slut?” “Y-Yes, Mistress! So much!” “Then you'll love this!” Her foot came down from above, stomping on his chastised dick and swollen balls. They were ground into the dusty ground, and the stone started to shift. Had she just used his dick for an earth-bending stance? That was so hot! But that stone... it was... it was... Something was moving below him, behind him. “Take it nice and deep, I'll pry you open with the biggest one I've got!” “W-Wait! That's too much!” As she rose her hands, the stone too rose. It rose in a very exact location. It rose into his ass, starting out as thin as a needle, but expanding for every inch, following the curve of his insides, filling up until he thought he would burst! When he felt the pressure against his prostate, he was sure his dick would do exactly that! “Hmph, that shut you up fast.” “L-Love Mistress!” “Yeah, Yeah. I'm sure.” Toph used a summoned stone to lower herself down to the ground, between his legs. Was it really worth her time to stand up for this loser? Hell no! And her feet were getting sore besides. She could just as easily torment this loser while kicking up her feet, right? In fact he might actually enjoy that more! The moment her ankles crossed above his chastised dick, exposing her dirty, dusty soles; Toph felt the metal cage slapping against her calves. “Aww, poor loser, I bet you want to cum so bad, huh? I bet it's killing you, huh?” “I-I'm going to die, Mistress!” “Good, no one would miss a loser like you anyway. You're going to spend your life alone, you know that? Your only hope of solace is in my feet. Your only chance is to give yourself over to them. You know that, don't you?” Toph was just playing a role, but she went too far, further than she intended at least. Part of the man broke at that moment, something deep inside. “That's right, I belong to Mistress Toph's feet! I am theirs to do with as they please! I'll be a good boy forever, so please let me cum, Mistress! I can't break any more than this!” The second of shock Toph felt passed laughably quick. This was... Hell, it was fun! Why not let the pathetic fucker enslave himself to her feet? “You don't get to decide when you cum, bitch, that is my right alone.” “I know! I know! But Mistress, PLEASE!” “No.” His mewling was totally different now than it had been a moment ago, almost as if he was in pain not because he couldn't cum, but because he thought he hadn't pleased her enough to earn it. As Toph gripped the cage between her toes, lifting it up, she smiled to herself. When was the last time she had enjoyed this job? “Let's see how you like this, Slut.” Using a bit of extra metal, Toph expertly created an extra attachment for the cage. It was a small addition, only about 2 inches, but it was more than enough to make an impact. That 2 inches ended in a smooth metal ball which went right up into his urethra. It wasn't big enough to block it fully, mind you, but more than enough to turn any attempt to piss into a painful, whimper-inducing, emasculating dribble. Hey, he was already broke, why hold back? Toph watched that twitching purple dick with no small amount of amusement. By now, tears and snot and stained and crusted the mans face, and his blood-shot eyes were rolling back in his head. To keep him from falling over the edge completely, Toph alternated her crotch-stomping with thrusts of the rocky dildo. It wet on like this for what must have been an hour. Trust her when she said that you had never seen a more pathetic human being; if it could even be called that. Twitching, shivering, covered in: sweat, drool, snot, tears, and pre-cum; he looked like some rabid animal, as if he would attack her the moment he was set free. Toph left him like that, and returned mere moments later with a bucket of water from a hotsprings she had dug days before. This was unceremoniously dumped on the half-dead man. It was unclear if the shock brought back the part of his soul that he lost, but it at least woke him up, and washed away some of the stink he had been working up. “Dying on me costs extra, it takes a lot to cover up that sort of thing!” “M-Mistress? Where am I?” “Same place you've been moron.” It took a couple blinks, but his gone-fuzzy vision started to return a little. Staring up at the ceiling with your eyes open and rolled back for over an hour had a way of drying them out. “D-Did I get to cum?” “In the state you're in? Hell no, it would probably kill you! No no, I'm afraid I pushed you much to far to strain your body any further.” Looking down at his dark-red-almost-purple dick and blue balls, the man realized that he had ceased being able to feel them at all. “B-But please, Mistress... I can't stay like this!” “Tell you what, if you can lick my feet clean, I'll let you book another appointment with me, then maybe we'll talk about it then.” “P-Please! Let me lick them!” Toph almost felt bad for the poor pervert. Almost. With a smile on her face she walked forward, and her foot eclipsed his world. It was so dusty, thick with it, as one could only expect from someone who stomped around on the dusty ground all day. All those powerful stances she took had ground the dirt in until it was basically a part of her. “What's the matter, scared of it?” “N-No! I can do it!” His tongue attacked those soles like the tongue of a man dying in the desert attacked a puddle of muddy water. The grit the had coating his teeth was the same after just one drink as well. Ignoring the taste, and swallowing the dirt and foot sweat in his mouth, the man was simply amazed by the density of it! Rightly it should have been enough to elevate Toph off the ground when she walked! While sure he felt foot skin under it somewhere, the man didn't seem to make any progress in reaching it! He licked and licked, swallowing everything she gave him. After about 10 minutes, 8 minutes passed the point when his mouth and throat had gone dry, a bit of skin was spotted on the pad of her foot, between her big toe and second toe. The moment she felt his tongue touch her directly, Toph yanked her foot away in shock. It was turned up, and her fingers brushed the spot so she could see it. Were he not so dehydrated, the man would have sworn she was blushing. “No one's ever tried that hard before...” She said as she walked closer to his head. “I-I love you, Mistress...” That's when Toph crouched by his head, holding a tablet; a device not from her time. “If you click and sign right here and here, I'll try to squeeze you in after about 3 days. The swelling should go down enough to remove the cage by then.” “Th-Three days!? How will I use the bathroom?!” “You'll have to figure that out, now won't you? If you would prefer I could bend the cage off now, but it would mean the end of our dealings together...” Already knowing what the man would decide, Toph eased his arm free from the ground. He sighed frantically, not even looking to see that a 'relief session' was twice the normal price. After that he was freed, dressed in his underwear, and sent out of the room. Eventually he made his way back to the lobby, collected his clothes, and headed home in a daze. He was going to have a hard time explaining his strange gait at work tomorrow... At least there were no metal detectors at his office.
She waited all month for this, as she slowly approaches her mistress, ready to lick and worship her feet. Nice foot worship piece. STORY LINK - www.deviousworks.com/blog/13
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Bound on the hard cold floor, blind folded, she cant see her, but she can hear her. She approaches her and firmly plants her foot on her subs face. Time to get to work. Trample piece. STORY LINK - www.deviousworks.com/blog/10
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She approaches you slowly, her smile is of devious confidence. You waited long and hard for this, and now its time for you to obey and worship her. STORY LINK - www.deviousworks.com/blog/8
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STORY LINK: http://deviousworks.com/blog/28 Bound underneath the earth with only the most sensitive parts exposed and locked in chastity. Its going to take some serious work from this sub to get his release. If his mistress allows.
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